Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
— James Joyce, Ulysses
Saturday, June 4, 2011
ulysses
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
narrative is radical
Make up a story. Narrative is radical, creating us at the very moment it is being created. We will not blame you if your reach exceeds your grasp; if love so ignites your words they go down in flames and nothing is left but their scald. Or if, with the reticence of a surgeon’s hands, your words suture only the places where blood might flow. We know you can never do it properly—once and for all. Passion is never enough; neither is skill. But try. For our sake and yours forget your name in the street; tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. … Language alone protects us from the scariness of things with no names.— Toni Morrison, from the 1993 Nobel Prize lecture
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
"there is no other life but this"
You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.
-HENRY DAVID THOREAU
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
library love
"So the America I loved still exists, if not in the White House or the Supreme Court or the Senate or the House of Representatives or the media. The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries."
-kurt vonnegut
Monday, March 28, 2011
the novel as commodity
A novel is a commodity that fulfills a certain need; people need to buy daydreams like they need to buy ice cream or aspirin or gin. They even need to buy a pinch of intellectual catnip now and then to liven up their thoughts.— John Dos Passos
for virginia.
"She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on... far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day."-from the great Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf- who walked into the River Ouse seventy years ago today.
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
this is what you shall do
“This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body.”
-WALT WHITMAN
-WALT WHITMAN
Thursday, February 24, 2011
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